Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Metallica : For Whom the Bell Tolls (1984)

Make his fight on the hill in the early dayConstant chill deep insideShouting gun, on they run through the endless grayOn they fight, for they are right, yes, but who's to say?For a hill, men would kill. Why? They do not knowSuffered wounds test their prideMen of five, still alive through the raging glowGone insane from the pain that they surely know

For whom the bell tollsTime marches onFor whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you dieIt's the last time he willBlackened roar, massive roar, fills the crumbling skyShattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cryStranger now are his eyes to this mysteryHe hears the silence so loudCrack of dawn, all is gone except the will to beNow they see what will be, blinded eyes to see